I’ve not always been this way.
Maybe I have, I’d just been quiet about it.
Yes, that’s it. Always and ever aware of every speck of life around me, a keen sense of alert or rest, now though it’s become a present pause.
And because I recognize the significance of its prompt, to stop and be attentive, to associate my pauses with God,
I’m not concerned with keeping it a secret, this beautiful life I’ve come to know.
The beauty of it all, the wonder of it all.
That God would know there would be moments I’d pause to see sunlight shadows across my freshly straightened duvet, a bed made in haste; yet, I pause now and smile.
At the realization of God, my comforter.
Because, I read and have cherished words like,
Calmness can lay great errors to rest. Ecclesiastes 10:4
Regardless of greatness of my error(s), He is greater.
You may get to this place too, over halfway through your life, when you could care less if people call you too serious, less sociable than most or find it odd, your love of sky and bird, petals bright, of sound and glory.
Might get to the place that it will not matter, the glorious pauses with God far exceeding the fitting in with others, the moan and groan of our competitive inward striving doldrum of day.
Pause, when you see it, pause
You will see.
On a morning like now, when the birds are silent telling of coming storm
And I’ve prayed for traveling mercy, knowing “He’s got the whole world in His hands.”
What a day it has been here in Carolina. We traveled mercifully and for many reasons, I’m thankful he kept us in his hands.
Im linking up with Jennifer Dukes Lee. She shares a beautiful and insightful piece on knowing “how to pray” and I’m humbled that she chose me again, by sharing my post on strawberries and new towels, simple things reminding me of “enough”.
This explanation of “teaching us to pray” is so very good: http://jenniferdukeslee.com/everyone-else-doesnt-know-pray/